Chapter 492 Support, secret movement!
Li Xiuning nodded slightly, then turned around and gave orders to the group of cavalry behind her.

"Cavalry, follow me! The archers should attack immediately and kill the black-robed troops rushing towards Yuanba from a distance. Don't let them get close to Yuanba!"

Her voice was cold and firm, like a sharp blade in the cold wind, piercing through the hustle and bustle of the battlefield.

When Li Shimin heard this, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.

He had always known that his sister's command ability was not much inferior to his own, and at this moment her judgment was undoubtedly consistent with his.

Following Li Xiuning's order, a group of well-equipped cavalry responded quickly, quickly following Li Xiuning and riding forward. Without hesitation, they drew their bows and arrows and aimed at the black-robed team that was rushing towards Li Yuanba recklessly.

The arrow flashed coldly in the sunlight, like a messenger of death, waiting to be launched at the next moment.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly tense.

Li Yuanba's silly smile contained endless murderous intent. He swung the golden hammer, and every swing seemed to be able to tear the sky and earth apart and tear the air into pieces.

Although the soldiers of the Hongwu Ming army fought bravely, they were like paper and collapsed at the first touch in the face of Li Yuanba's terrifying power.

The members of the "Ink Flame Moth Team" have already approached Li Yuanba. Their black robes flutter in the flames of war, like the flags of the god of death.

They might not survive this battle, but they still rushed forward towards the terrifying enemy.

However, at this critical moment, the archers ordered by Li Xiuning were ready.

They pulled their bowstrings, aimed at the black-robed team that was rushing towards Li Yuanba, and waited for the final order to fire.

"Fire arrows!"

Li Xiuning's voice was cold, like a sharp blade in the cold wind.

Following her order, the archers following closely behind her immediately loosened their fingers, and countless arrows streaked across the sky like meteors, shooting towards the black-robed team with the whistling sound of death.

Arrows fell like raindrops, and the members of the black robe team were hit one after another. Their bodies were pierced by arrows, and their robes were dyed red with blood.

However, the rain of arrows did not stop them. Instead, they continued to rush towards Li Yuanba recklessly, as if their lives had turned into burning flames just to devour the terrifying enemy.

Just when the two sides were about to collide, the members of the Ink Flame Moth Team suddenly lit the cloth strips on the kerosene pot.

Suddenly, gray-black flames rose into the sky and completely engulfed their figures.

They were transformed into balls of burning black flames, rushing towards Li Yuanba.

At the moment the two sides collided, the flames and the golden hammer intertwined, as if the heaven and earth had changed color.

The air was filled with the smell of burning and blood, and the battlefield was full of burning flames and splattered flesh and blood.

However, even under such a terrifying attack, the members of the Ink Flame Moth Team did not retreat.

He used his own flesh and blood to build a series of burning defense lines, trying to stop Li Yuanba's terrifying steps.

Their figures gradually blurred in the flames and turned into burning flames, remaining on the battlefield forever.

At this moment, seeing that the Ink Flame Moth Team had completely intertwined with Li Yuanba's figure, turning into a storm of flames and golden hammers, a trace of determination flashed between Li Xiuning's brows.

She hesitated for a moment, and there seemed to be a cold light flashing in her cold eyes. Then she raised her arm without hesitation, pointed to the center of the chaotic battlefield, and ordered: "Archers, listen up, immediately rain arrows towards the area where Yuanba is, and make sure to help him get rid of those moths to a flame as soon as possible!"

Although her voice was cold, it contained unquestionable firmness, like a chilly winter breeze, penetrating the noise and chaos on the battlefield and reaching the hearts of every cavalryman.

Following Li Xiuning's order, the well-equipped archers responded quickly, like a gust of wind summoned, quickly adjusted their formation, followed closely behind Li Xiuning, and rode forward. "Shoot!"

Li Xiuning's voice sounded again.

The arrows rained down like dark clouds in the sky, shrouding the battlefield in the shadow of death.

As members of the Li family who watched Li Yuanba grow up, they were well aware of Li Yuanba's extremely terrifying fighting instincts and his seemingly inexhaustible physical strength and energy.

To Li Yuanba, these rain of arrows were nothing more than a breeze blowing across the lake. Although it caused ripples, it was harmless and posed no threat to him at all.

As for the Ink Flame Moth team on the opposite side.

To be honest, if this kind of kerosene is used in a different way, it may still have some impact on Li Yuanba, but it consumes the energy.
It may be of some use to ordinary Gangqi-side generals, but for Li Yuanba.

Laugh to death!

With Li Yuanba's seemingly inexhaustible physical strength and internal energy, he is not afraid of consumption at all!
At this time, the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side was also entangled with Li Yuanba, and the attention of the Daxuan Army was attracted by Li Yuanba.

Under Xu Da's command, the Yellow Turban Army's front army formation remained unchanged, but the number of the central and rear armies was gradually decreasing, and the formations of the central and rear armies also began to slowly loosen, obviously planning to start retreating.

It’s impossible not to retreat!
Even though we had so many powerful generals coming to support us, including the Taiping Sect Headquarters and the Baizhou Blue Army, we were pinned to the ground and beaten by Li Yuanba alone!

They were defeated and fled in a panic, and their morale had already fallen to the bottom.

Besides, didn't the Yellow Turban Rebellion, an uprising army, rely on their bravery to fight?
Among the Yellow Turban Army under Zhu Yuanzhang, except for the direct Hongwu Ming Army, there is no essential difference between the other Yellow Turban Army and the ordinary Yellow Turban Army.

Without morale, there is no way to fight.

So, how do we fight this?
We can only retreat first and find a solution later.

Xu Da sighed inwardly, knowing that this battle was no longer viable and that he could only retreat first and then make plans later.

In front of the Daxuan formation, Li Shimin had sharp eyes and had already noticed the unusual movements behind the Yellow Turban Army.

His expression changed slightly, and he quickly calculated in his mind.

This time the Daxuan army has traveled a long distance, and it is not the time to engage in a full-scale war with the Yellow Turban Army.

Thinking of this, Li Shimin curled up the corners of his mouth into a faint smile and moved his lips, but he still did not tell his father Li Yuan about this.

"The Art of War says, if you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger. Now that the Yellow Turban Army is about to retreat, it is a good opportunity for our army to rest and regroup."

"It would be best to wait until our army has recuperated and gathered strength before launching the expedition. Moreover, Yuanba alone has already frightened the enemy, which is a blessing for our Great Xuan."

Li Shimin looked at the Yellow Turban Army, which was gradually becoming empty in the rear, with an unchanged expression.

During this period, the Daxuan army marched northward. Relying on Li Yuanba's brute force, although they did not fight any tough battles, they did not rest much either.

They broke through the city walls and headed straight for the Yellow Turban Army, which was led by Zhu Yuanzhang.

They were already an exhausted army, and under such circumstances, they had to fight against the larger Yellow Turban Army.

Although you may not necessarily lose, the loss will definitely be significant.

(End of this chapter)